mind maze

All I see are stone cold walls
Gray and damp in their futility
Heavy chains of rusted metal
Keep my mind imprisoned
Like a medieval criminal
Awaiting final judgment

Stuck in this thought prison
Cell block W
Block A can’t handle me
No room in Blocks B-G
H-M are too much for me
N-S are set for madness
T-V is for lazy bums and
X-Z are nonexistent
Like my creative drive

Walls of my mind
Blank like
A white sheet
Fresh easel
To begin painting
Painting my thoughts
My feelings
Open ideas that
Should flow like water
Leaving me
Such horrid feelings of insecurity
Feelings of inferiority
Heartfelt defeat in
Every effort of myself in
Overcoming this prison
In my mind

Metaphors of my anger
Similes to my annoyance
None can help me
Nothing inspires me
Weeks go by and still nothing
Even so
I see others letting
their ideas flow
I try and do the same
But nothing hits the paper
Just blank stares at a blank page